H – Handcuffed

The men of Team Kakashi were eating lunch at Ichiraku when Sakura arrived. Her hair was a rat's nest, her previous day's clothes were disheveled, and the bracelet to half a pair of handcuffs dangled from her delicate wrist. Without a word to her teammates, she sat down on the only open stool at the end of the stand and proceeded to bury her face in her hands. She let out a low groan, and was called to attention by Ayame placing a cup of water before her.

Sakura looked up at the chipper waitress and muttered, "One hangover special, please."

Ayame just giggled softly, and replied, "Sure thing. Looks like you had a rough night."

Sakura just stared at Ayame, and then she moved her hands about a foot apart and said in an awestruck voice, "It was just so big. I don't know how I am up and walking right now."

Ayame's eyes widened in surprise and her cheeks turned a delicate pink.

"I see," Ayame whispered, at a loss at what else to say to the pink-haired kunoichi. "Let me get started on your meal."

Sakura smiled and thanked the waitress who had already made a hasty retreat, and then propped up her chin on her hands.

"How can I still be drunk?" she asked herself aloud.

She turned her head to look down the bar and was met with the shocked looks of five men.

Naruto had a mouth full of noodles dangling from his mouth. Sasuke had frozen with his chopsticks mid-way to his mouth from his bowl, ramen messily spilled on the counter beneath his hand. Sai's mouth was open wide. Yamato's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets. And lastly, Kakashi, who was sitting right beside the cherry blossom, had dropped his Icha Icha Paradise right into his full bowl of ramen; his hands held up as if he was still holding the orange-covered book.

"Hey," she said with a nod of acknowledgment. The nod was too much and she raised her handcuff clad arm to massage her temples.

Before he could stop himself, Kakashi reached out and fingered the bracelet around Sakura's wrist to confirm that it was in fact there and his perverted imagination hadn't gotten away with him.

His fingers moved over the body warmed metal, his eyes studying the cuff itself. He then wrapped his fingers around her wrist and brought the cuff closer to his eyes.

Sakura tugged her arm back, and Kakashi let it slip easily through his grasp.

He met her gaze, and asked with a mask-covered smile, "Where is its mate?"

A drunken smirk developed on Sakura's face, and she leaned into Kakashi. Kakashi instinctively leaned closer, and could clearly smell the sake on her breath.

The smirk turned into a huge grin, and she drunkenly stage-whispered, "I don't remember. It's probably in the same place as my bra and panties."

At the opposite end of the bar, Naruto spat out a mouth full of water and started to choke on what he managed to inhale.

His choking caused the still-drunk Sakura to snap into medic mode, and before anyone could blink, she was behind Naruto. Her fingers were quick to unzip his jonin vest and unbutton the top three buttons of his shirt. She gave him three sharp pats on the back, and his choking subsided.

"You need to be more careful, Naruto," Sakura admonished, pressing her body against his back as she gave him a firm hug. Her eyes, that had sharpened at the first sign of his choking, had returned to their lazy drunken state.

She brushed her lips against his ear as she whispered, "Promise me you'll be a good boy."

Bright red spread across Naruto's cheeks, and he leaned forward a bit to relieve himself of the feel of her body pressed against his back.

"Sa-Sakura-chan?" he replied, his embarrassment clear.

Sakura just giggled, and said, "You are so cute when you're embarrassed!"

And before Naruto could anticipate what Sakura was about to do, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his in a chaste kiss. Her lips did not linger against his; she pulled away quite quickly and took a step back into the street, laughing all the while.

She turned to make her way back to her stool, when she bumped straight into Genma. Her eyes widened with surprise as she felt herself about to fall over from the impact, but Genma wrapped a quick arm around her waist and pulled her upright.

Her eyes met his and she shot him a huge drunken smile.

"Genma! My favorite drinking buddy! Where were you last night?" She gave him a quick pout and then brought her hands about a foot apart. Her teammates, who had turned to watch their drunken friend, were wondering whether she was planning on explaining her encounter last night, like she had to Ayame.

Sakura shook her head and slurred, "It was so big... And... And Shishou made me drink it all by myself."

A collective sigh of relief was heard from her teammates, but was ignored by Sakura and Genma.

She jerked her spread hands up and down to emphasize just how much she had to drink, and Genma caught his first glimpse of the bracelet around her wrist.

The special jonin chuckled at her new accessory and reached out with one hand to grasp her around the wrist. With his other hand, he withdrew the senbon from his mouth and proceeded to sticking it into the keyhole on the cuff. A few deft motions later, and the bracelet swung open, freeing Sakura's wrist.

Genma returned the senbon to between his lips and held out the open cuff to Sakura. Meanwhile, Sakura was looking at the cuff in Genma's hand in awe. She brought her awestruck gaze up to his face.

"You're my hero," she whispered pulling the senbon from his mouth, and she captured his lips with her own. Her hands came up to either side of his face and then wrapped around behind his neck. The cuff was forgotten by Genma and it fell to the ground with a clatter as he wrapped his armed around Sakura's waist.

Sakura pulled away from their kiss and licked her lips in contentment.

"Sakura, your ramen is ready," Ayame called from within the stall.

"Ah, food calls," she purred, pulling away from Genma and replacing his senbon. He chuckled softly as she turned away from him without a care for her hero's feelings.

"Bye, Sakura," he called, as he made his way far-far-away from her teammates' glares.

Sakura slid back onto her stool and began attacking her ramen with gusto worthy of Naruto.

From beside her, Kakashi cleared his throat. Sakura turned to look at him and raised an eyebrow, her mouth still full of noodles.

"You know, I could have unlocked that for you," Kakashi said.

Sakura finished chewing and swallowed her mouthful. She pointed her chopsticks at him and smirked.

"Could have, but didn't," she replied. And without waiting for a response, she turned back to her ramen.

Sakura finished her food, and sighed in fulfillment. She licked her lips to rid them of the remaining salty broth, and then turned to look at Kakashi who was giving her a funny look.

"What?" she asked, turning to hug Kakashi's arm. She leaned against him, pressing his arm into her cleavage and tilted her head back to look him in the eyes.

Kakashi sighed and shut his eyes, "It's nothing, Sakura."

"Oh," she replied, and pulled away from him.

Before Sakura could say anything an arm reached in between Sakura and Kakashi and placed a small paper bag on the counter. Sakura's gaze traveled up the arm until she was looking into the eyes of Morino Ibiki. And like a flash, the previous nights events returned to her. She blushed as she looked up into the eyes of ANBU's top interrogator.

"Ibiki-kun," she said, a blush and smile painted her face.

"Sakura," he replied with a nod. He glanced over at Sakura's teammates and decided that it would be best if he kept their interaction to a minimum.

"You left a few things behind," he said, nodding at the bag he had placed on the counter. "I'll see you around."

"Okay, thanks," she said as she watched him walk away.

While Sakura was watching Ibiki make his way down the street, Kakashi pulled the bag in front of himself and reached in. His fingers brushed against something soft and silky, and his brow furrowed wondering just what was in the bag. He grasped the material between his thumb and forefinger and pulled it from the bag. His eyes widened when he saw that he had pulled out a green satin thong. He quickly reached into the bag to pull out a matching green brassiere.

He turned his wide-eyed gaze to Sakura, who was still facing the direction Ibiki had left. Kakashi cleared his throat, yet again, to gain the pink-haired woman's attention.

Slowly, Sakura turned to see Kakashi holding up her undergarments, the bag Ibiki had left sitting in front of him.

"Heh, you see, it was just so big," she explained sheepishly, bringing a hand up to rub the back of her neck.